IN TONIGHT'S 'MEMORY LANE' KELLY AND I DESCEND INTO A VERY DARK AND BLACK CAVE

WE HAD ABOUT 5 MINUTES OF SUN AROUND 8 THIS MORNING AND I JUST HAPPENED TO BE DOWN AROUND BAYFIELD'S HARBOR AT THE TIME

Had we not known what the 'thumps' were Tuesday afternoon and evening we would have been worried what those thumps were going on in the night.  The thumps of course were chunks of snow snow sliding off our pitched steel roof.  Temperatures remained above freezing so snow kept melting.  And the dripping and thumps continued all day today.

At 75 now I guess I could be referred to as a 'Sidewalk Superintendent' or 'Straw Boss'.  Those are two phrases I remember from years ago as a younger fella when referring to old retired guys who could be found standing around watching work going on at building sites or whatever.  I too now have my 'work sites' I have a habit of checking on regularly and this morning was no exception.  Rolling into Bayfield I first checked out Bayfield's new bridge construction.  All looked well and workers were on the job.  Next I slipped down to Bayfield's harbor to make sure all the water was still in the lake, fishermen were on the pier, and the Bayfield River was continuing to run correctly in a westerly direction.  Well somebody has to check on this stuff eh.  A drive along  Bayfield's main street assured me all was well there too.  No fires, riots, traffic chaos or building construction going on.  Swinging around a few back streets revealed to me nobody was in the process of moving, digging up their front yards or beating on each other over the backyard fence.  In the south end of Bayfield I saw workers and building materials on the new Tim Hortons/Convenience Store roof so all was copacetic there too.  Knowing country roads were a muddy mess Pheebs and I slipped over to Bayfield's cemetery for a walk and to make sure everything was as it should be.  It was.  We were back home by 9 and all was quiet in the neighborhood.  Sheeeesh, some morning's can be so exhausting for we Sidewalk Superintendent types.

At high noon we met fellow RV Bloggers and friends Gord and Cathie at Renegades Restaurant in Bayfield's south end for lunch.  First met these fellow Canadians west of Yuma on Ogilbe Road a couple winters ago.  They recently sold their house near Flesherton Ontario and are in the process of moving into some new digs right here in Bayfield.  Nice easy laid back folks and it's always nice talking to them.  Travels with Gord and Cathie

OVERLOOKING LAKE HURON AND BAYFIELD'S HARBOR IS A CUL-DE-SAC OF EXPENSIVE HOMES I LIKE TO CALL 'MLLIONAIRES ROW

Oh, and our Verilux Happy Light arrived today and as I sit here typing this tonight I am bathed in the light's happy rays.  We have heard of the benefits light therapy offers and after considering it for a few years and facing a long bleak winter (yes that what the weather people are forecasting) we decided to get one.  The light is mainly for me to see if it can help ward off my periodic weather related doldrums I have a habit of slipping into.  Okay so it doesn't have to be weather related for me to doldrum myself.  I'm sure Kelly is hoping it might help me smarten up quite a bit too.

YESIREEEEE I'M BASKING IN SOME HAPPY RAYS ALRIGHT:))))

Once overhead clouds broke up late in the morning we had a big bright sunny day going on here in Bayfield.  How nice to see a lengthy slice of sunshine for a change.  Ice and snow are melting fast and I think we might have made it to nearly 40F today.

BAYFIELDS VERSION OF FISHERMAN'S WHARF

HARBOR CABIN RENTALS FOR SUMMER BOATERS

FISHERFOLKS

Received an email from Victoria BC resident  Robert who said the following...…."We just arrived in Borrego Springs yesterday, went over to Rockhouse Road where we usually had camped, and found absolutely no one there.  Turns out new private owners of the property have kicked out all the campers for liability reasons, what a disappointment.  You may already know all about this, but just in case"....  I wonder if anyone else has heard anything.  I seem to recall it was about a year ago around this time there was a flap about the same thing but I don't think anything came of it and boondockers were there all winter.  Maybe this is something new...……......

::Memory Lane::  December 12th 2009 found Kelly and I in southeast Arizona a few miles north of the Mexican border exploring a cave in the Huachuca Mountains near Sierra Vista.  My post for that day is entitled Today We Found The Coronado Cave.  My photo album for that day is here at Coronado Cave. 

DESCENDING INTO A VERY DARK CAVE

GROANER'S CORNER:((  At the Sunday morning church service, the minister asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers.  A lady stood and walked to the podium. She said, "I have a Praise.  Two months ago, my husband, Tom, had a terrible bicycle crash and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was terrible and the doctors didn't know if they could help him."You could hear a muffled gasp from all the men in the congregation as they imagined the pain that poor Tom must have experienced.  "Tom was unable to hold me or the children," she went on, "and every movement caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a very delicate operation, which lasted for over five hours, and it turned out they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Tom's scrotum, and wrap wire around it to hold it in place.  "Again, the men in the congregation were unnerved and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery that was performed on Tom.  "Now," she announced in a quavering voice, "thank the Lord, after six weeks, Tom is now out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his scrotum should recover completely."  All the men sighed with relief.The minister rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say.  A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium.  He said, "I'm Tom."  The entire congregation held its breath. "I just want to tell my wife that the word is sternum."
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